CONTEST: 3 Finalists for romantic travel stories!

Thank you again for all your romantic tales. Here are this week’s three finalists. The winner will have his or her story published on Sunday in the AJC and will be qualified to win the grand prize, a getaway trip.

Folks, we need your help now. Take a look at the finalists’ tales. Then vote for the romantic story you like the best.

Which author should win this week? Check out the prize!

WE MET AT A HOSTEL IN ROME by Alyssa and John Dunn of Decatur

The most romantic travel story for my husband and I happened, in fact, before we were even husband and wife! I was 20, having just studied abroad in Paris, and was traveling with a friend around Europe. My husband had just graduated from college and was also doing the grand European tour with a friend. I was from Connecticut and went to school in Boston. He was from Baltimore and was starting school at Emory in the fall. Needless to say, our paths never would have crossed in the U.S. Read on

CELEBRATING IN QUEBEC CITY by Lindsey Evans of Norcross

In 2004, I was studying abroad in Quebec City. As a French major, I was there for 6 weeks for a language-intensive course at Laval University. My 21st birthday happened to fall during this six-week summer trip. As a surprise, my boyfriend, John, came to visit me for a weekend. He came to visit and sightsee but also to celebrate my birthday. Read on

PROPOSAL IN COPENHAGEN by Jennifer Engelstad of Dunwoody

My most romantic trip was when my now husband and I got engaged in 2001.

I had qualified for the USA Long Course Triathlon World Team and the ironman race was in Denmark. The Tuesday before the race I said a tearful good-bye to my now husband. I was so sad to be leaving him. Read on

Which romantic travel story should win?

  • We met at a hostel in Rome (52%, 213 Votes)
  • Celebrating in Quebec City (36%, 147 Votes)
  • Proposal in Copenhagen (12%, 53 Votes)

Total Voters: 413

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9 comments Add your comment

MaryBeth Belz

July 6th, 2009
3:37 pm

I think the couple that wrote “We met at a hostel in Rome” should win the contest. Their story was just lovely and very romantic.

Renee

July 6th, 2009
4:19 pm

The couple highlighted in “We Met At A Hostel In Rome” is like something in a romantic movie. Straight out of the fairytale books. I’m going to Europe soon and I can only hope to be as lucky!!!

Tex Pitfield

July 6th, 2009
8:00 pm

Regrettably, Quebec is not “abroad” since it is a 2 hour flight and only crosses a continental border and not an body of water. Abroad would be Europe, Asia, Africa,,,,,,and why not stay at the Chateau Frontenac, whose rates are similar to other hotels?

Copenhagen is a wonderful romantic city, and it is a great storey, but lacks the full effort of family and friends. Just did not pull my heart strings.

Meet on the other side of the world in a dive and then follow this hot guy to a second rate part of the world, throwing Harvard University to the wind, and obviously it was two sided by the e-mail exchange…now that is a great storey.

The challenge for all three couples in this world…be able to tell their children and grand children in 50 years when statistics say they won’t even be talking to each other.

Judd Webb

July 6th, 2009
9:35 pm

frank

July 7th, 2009
1:16 pm

Hostel in Rome is the winner. What a tale of twists of fate.

Jay

July 7th, 2009
7:17 pm

My wife and I met 15 years ago at an auto auction in Hahira. She and I were eying the same 1991 Ford Escort. This cream puff was powder blue and ready to roll…only some minor body damage. As the bidding escalated, only the two of us were left. At first, we exchanged only looks of contempt and scorn in the battle for our dream car. But as we sparred up to the $1400 mark, I began to notice a certain cuteness in the way she furrowed her brow my way. She later admitted she became strangely aroused by the commanding way I voiced my bids. Long story short, I walked away with a lot more than the Escort. The powder blue Escort with beer cans tied behind it on our wedding day is a memory I will cherish till I die. Our two-night honeymoon in Panama City was a seven-alarm blaze and the embers are still red!

Zletr Blake

July 8th, 2009
10:01 am

Nice story Jay

Jay

July 8th, 2009
11:55 am

You’re a kind person Zletr. I mean it!
But it was a made-up humor attempt on my part.

Ashley

July 8th, 2009
9:48 pm

Tex – studying abroad simply means studying in a different country. You do not have to be overseas. So, if a student lives in the U.S., then studying in Quebec would most definitely be studying abroad. :)